WHERE is courage
that I see within life…
the first breath
of a newborn
the first step of a child
and even dare I say…
the first kiss of passion
With existence
such trails
shall all walk in life
aimed towards a final event…
requiring the greatest courage
— the last breath of life
::01-07-2014::
IT was with a bang
that first I heard
I thought a sparrow
— had hit the house
My sorrow for the sparrow
— so immense
The second bang shook my soul
surely a quake that rocked my world
My fears for the township
— so profound
The third and last
tore through my heart
and brought me back
— to my senses
as the firing squad
— completed their task
::01-06-1214::
THE mortal wound cut my soul
— a sword through thought
jutted through skin and bone
Why fear the thinking voice
— a visitor we receive —
mostly without choice?
Comes fright not from
the unspoken words
but a ring of truth
that may be heard
::01-06-2014::
MY one and only
great indulgence
not of liquor
or consuming food
but the air I breath
— the sun I see
Simple and pleasant
such is living life
the great indulgence
a song that some
choose to dance
with partner or alone
::01/05/2014::
WHAT does nature whisper
as she flows through your life
a gentle breeze across the fields
bending blade and stem
and you see such grandeur
through a car window
golden fields across deep blue
who loves you if not lovely nature
the lover who never cheats
showing lasting beauty
within her bosom
if not nature then whom?
::01/05/2014::
IT wasn’t so long ago
that we meet
inside our minds
Once you had a choice
I gave you more of mine
Now nothing will be
that hasn’t had a chance
living inside your skull
has given me much clarity
because…
Tears in the rain
–get lost
Tears in the rain
–drown you
Does it bother you to know
just how lonely that you are
Silence has a name and more
It’s written across your heart
Years living in vain
–ruined you
Years being insane
–became you
Yes you…
::01-04-2014::
TAKE me
and make me
with you
— as one
Break me
eat me
consumed
— as one
Shake me
stake me
my life
— with you
dead alive
heartbeat red
raining grey
— let die
An echo
past life
dreaming light
— a wakeful soul
::01/02/2014::
And what if love
could be given
without fear
or inhibition
and just as easy
to receive —
as loving one another
wouldn’t hearts sing?
And what if love
could be received
without question
or expectation?
To live within a world
without broken hearts
love could thrive
like two close lovers
Lets begin to change
the color of our world
and believe in love
and let it grow…
::01/04/2014::
I WAS walking with the devil
yeah, on a hot summer’s night
said to me things not heard
in the light of human-day
Moss-throat stuffed my voice
gator breath stole my soul
up yonder is the pearly gate
but you ain’t got the gold
— can’t enter it today
Says I, “cry me a river”
baby, cry me a river
of blood and tears today
Ain’t that the way honey
when the river flows
— it flows the other way
So we be going and going
Across the river’s way
going to make our way
through the night and day
sweat our soul like nothing
until tomorrow’s day-ya!
::01/03/2014::
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